Sentinel

Chapter 150 Cruise Ship and Bell Tower

Cheerful music reverberated in the night sky, and the luxury passenger ship decorated with colorful lights sailed out of New York Harbor. In the spacious cabin inside the ship, many guests chatted and laughed, and burst into laughter from time to time.

On the ceiling hung with countless colorful balloons and ribbons, a conspicuous banner was also pulled up, "The people of New York thank the Fantastic Four." From the invited guests, there are also New York Police Department and government officials. It can be seen that this is not a simple event. private party.

"Sorry, I just wanted to have a small party, but Johnny's big mouth..."

Reid dragged Sean to hide in the corner, his face was a bit embarrassed, originally he planned to hold a gathering of friends at noon, but after being publicized by Johnny, a bunch of irrelevant people were invited, except for the fire department and the New York police who were here. Bureau, as well as various journalists and freelance writers, and a bunch of hot model girls.

Reed, who was not prepared enough, had to change the party time to the evening, and by the way, changed to a luxury liner with more space. Fortunately, he was no longer as embarrassed as before, and he was almost unable to pay the rent.

Since Doctor Doom made a big fuss in Manhattan, the Fantastic Four have gained a very high exposure rate. Although Reid's scientific research path has not been smooth - after the Doom Group went bankrupt, no investors are willing to come to him anymore, but an alternative road to fame But just then, the endorsement of various furniture products, invitations to talk shows, and announcements that danced like snowflakes made the Fantastic Four suddenly become household stars.

"It's a good party, but it's a little noisy." Sean shook his head, and the loud sound waves almost covered his voice.

The stone man was sitting at the bar, chatting happily with a blind black woman, but Susan couldn't stand the noisy atmosphere, so she hid in the room to rest.The protagonists of this party have instead become fringe people. Among the Fantastic Four, only Johnny is like a fish in water, constantly performing superpowers for the group of beautiful girls, a cluster of flames at his fingertips swaying and twisting, like a magic show , changing various forms and postures, which attracted everyone's applause.

Reed watched all this with a headache, finally sighed helplessly, and went to the deck with Sean to blow the air, "I heard that S.H.I.E.L.D. is looking for you?"

The young man nodded, and Tony's intervention made Nick Fury determined to release him. To be honest, this made Sean a little frustrated. He had prepared a lot to deal with the interrogation and detention of the black director.

For example, the ready-to-go public opinion offensive completely brought S.H.I.E.L.D. to the surface and was exposed to public view, and then used the White House and the military to press further, put pressure on the World Security Council, and even let Skynet capture Dr. Zola ——The Hydra leader who survived in the online world, detonated the contradictions within S.H.I.E.L.D....

If the black chief insisted on not giving in, Sean wouldn't mind hurting S.H.I.E.L.D. at once, but he didn't expect Tony to kill him halfway. Presumably Iron Man is still complacent at this time, thinking that he has done him a big favor. Also, by the way, return the previous favor.

"They also approached me and Susan, hoping that the Fantastic Four could join, but I refused." Reed leaned on the railing and said softly: "I always feel that as a scientist, we shouldn't talk too much to government departments. contact, especially with superpowers like me."

This Mr. Fantastic seems to have something on his mind. Reed, who seems to have achieved success, still longs to be that ordinary scientist in his heart, burying himself in academic research and exploring the truth, instead of being like a star, busy every day on TV and coping. magazine interview.

"Everyone in New York knows that the Fantastic Four are the most popular superheroes, and even Iron Man is not as popular as you." Sean joked.

Compared with Tony, who intervenes in international disputes and is obsessed with updating steel armor, Fantastic Four, like the good neighbor in New York, likes to do some more practical actions, such as stopping the robbers who robbed the armored vehicles, or participating in firefighting , Comparing the two, people naturally prefer the latter, because these are closer to their lives.

"When will you propose to Susan?" Sean patted Reid on the shoulder. Superheroes, like ordinary people, are also troubled by the trivial things in life.

The gentle-looking Mister Fantastic was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly and shook his head, "We are all hesitant and unwilling to take that step. Sean, marriage is a big event. It means forming a new family and welcoming a new life. A whole bunch of questions give me more headaches than those mysterious subatomic chain reactions."

Faced with Sean who had a good impression, Reed, who was about to enter the marriage hall, poured out his inner thoughts without hesitation. He was addicted to the mysteries of science, and he had longing for the future married life, but more Fear and panic.

Sean blinked and asked a question: "Do you love Susan?"

"Of course." Reid didn't hesitate.

"Do you like science?"

"Of course." It was still a decisive tone.

"Choose one, which one do you want?"

Sean looked at Reed, who was in a dilemma, and laughed and said, "Children only make choices, and of course adults want all of them."

Reed was stunned for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly, as if clearing the fog in his heart, and suddenly realized that the question he had been struggling with for a long time was actually that simple.

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In an old church in Queens, New York, a depressed Eddie Brock walked in, dipped his fingers in holy water, and crossed himself on his chest.He sat on the bench dejectedly, looking at the crucifix with compassionate eyes on the wall, and poured out his inner depression and sorrow.

"I am Brock, I come before you today with humility and humiliation, and I ask you one thing...I think you can kill Peter Parker!"

In the church, facing Jesus, Eddie poured out his hatred to the omniscient and almighty God. He is a young photographer of the Daily Bugle, and he wants to get a formal job through his own efforts, but everything is because of Peter. And wreck, that guy always gets first-hand information, whether it's pictures of Spider-Man, or the latest on Umbrella's goings-on.

No matter how hard Eddie tries to find news materials, he will never be able to compare with Peter. The stingy boss James will definitely not hire two people. If he can't get valuable news, he will lose this temporary job sooner or later.

"Fuck his Peter Parker! Fuck his Spider-Man!" Eddie cursed under his breath, having spent his savings on a new camera only to be trampled to pieces not long ago by Spider-Man.

The bell rang, and the depressed and troubled young photographer seemed to hear the sound of pain and wailing. He followed the sound and approached the unattended bell tower. He poked his head out and looked up, and vaguely saw a figure rolling on the top floor, screaming. Hoarse groans, as if suffering from extremely painful torture.

"Hey, need help?" Eddie tried.

No one responded, the bell rang one after another, and the black figure frantically hit the huge copper bell hanging on the top floor, his hands seemed to be pulling something on his body.

"Maybe it's a lunatic, let's leave quickly."

The young photographer felt that the situation was weird, and turned to leave, but at this moment, a small piece of wriggling black substance slipped from the bell tower above and happened to land on him.

The bell kept ringing, and the black liquid covered Eddie's body like a flowing liquid along his arms, wrapping Eddie's body tightly, like a dark monster with its mouth wide open, and instantly captured the young photographer's body. The teacher completely devoured.

(End of this chapter)